With Mardi Gras quickly approaching, I thought it might be appropriate to post a piece I wrote last year about an experience I had with a man who come upon hard times and had reluctantly joined the class of poor unfortunates… Read More ›
Homelessness
Krispy Kremes & Strip Clubs: A Trip To The Id of America
By the time I hit Sahara Ave, all of the phosphorescent glitz of the Vegas Strip had petered out behind me. Streets that had been teeming with fanny packed families and booze-besotted co-eds just a quarter mile earlier were suddenly… Read More ›
Days 15 & 16: Las Vegas is Spanish For “The Vegas”
Most of my reflections on Vegas will be saved for the book, but I will give these three brief notes before we get to the holiday snaps. 1. I’m fairly sure that there is a lost postscript to The Inferno… Read More ›
